​Sometimes, there comes a moment when we find ourselves losing touch with the resonance of being alive. It is as if we lose our senses and ways of making sense of this world. ​

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But then, almost miraculously, a shift occurs. From the depths of our being, a heartbeat resonates, a reminder that life persists within and around us. This heartbeat, faint yet undeniable, serves as a beacon, guiding us back to the realm of the living. I am on a quest for these fleeting glimpses where everything aligns in its messiness, and we feel the vibration of existence itself. It is in these instant moments of time that I am alive, and it is these pulsations I yearn to find.